Meet the Idiots

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Blammo was born at a very young age.  He and his little sister, Shivaree, were raised by a small pile of acorns in a small blue hat.  For years, Blammo spent his early evenings sitting under the big tree named Robert, and he would spend hours looking at his picture books until he would shout, “GAH! I can’t read this any longer! It’s just the same thing over and over!” Then Shiv would walk by and turn the page.  “Oh…” he’d say. “There’s more… Nice.”

When he was old enough, Blammo left home in search of a really good sandwich.  He found that sandwich under a nearby rock, but soon discovered that he had become lost and could not find his way home.  After pondering his situation for nine days, he decided that this seemed like a good opportunity to venture forth and seek his fortune in life. 

Five minutes later, he found an attractive pack of rabid professional turtle racers (with big 80s hair), and he sat on one of them until they agreed to let him be part of their group.  Blammo’s career as a turtle racer was not a successful one, but lasted quite a few years.  His vocation as a turtle jockey was limited by the fact that he was, in fact, too massive and girthy to ride the poor little terrapins without flattening them past the point of expiration… way past the point of expiration. 

His fellow racers were posed with a dilemma. They had become fond of the simple, giant Blammo, but they could not continue to allow him to press the third dimension out of their entire stable.  So, they suggested to him that he should pick one steed and train exclusively with that critter.  He settled on one unfortunate turtle who quickly acquired the name “Pancake.”

Blammo and Pancake would spend every day together.  They never seemed to get very far, as Pancake was quite dead, but that never discouraged Blammo (mostly because he never noticed). However, one day- years later, after the awkward pair had just finished doing “laps,” Blam looked up and noticed that he had, in fact, only been about 20 feet from his home the entire time.  This seemed to him to be an appropriate time to visit his sister.

His fellow racers encouraged his trip home for an extended stay, and they promised to take good care (bury) Pancake while Blam was away.  Blammo excitedly packed his belonging, booked passage on a sea vessel, and then walked across the street to his old home.

Blammo was greeted by his sister and the crew of professional idiots that she had become part of, and he sat on one of them until they agreed to let him be part of their group.  Thus began his career as a professional idiot with Delirio del’Arte.

When Blammo asked Shiv if she missed him, she said, “If I ever started to, I would check on you from time to time… by looking across the street.”

Blammo’s alter-ego is David P Schoen. 

David has been an actor and performer for well over 2 decades, he is a proud founding member of Delirio, and he enjoys the Oxford comma and a good sandwich.




Seamus has been juggling and making people laugh since he was a wee little kilted lad.  His skills include, but not limited too, juggling, singing, dancing, improvisation, physical comedy, impressions, and balancing (pretty much anything) on his face. 







Lester T Jester (the T is for The) is the son of the celebrity comedy duo Chester and Esther The Jester. You may recall their classic lines "Say goodnight, Esther." "Why? It's noon."


After Chester's horrifyingly hilarious accident during the Welsh Open Pie Fight competition many moons ago forcing Chester into early retirement, Lester has strived to live up to and surpass his parents' greatness.


As the years followed, Lester's adventures dropped him back into Hollygrove, where he got his first big break, and into the folds of Delirio del Arte.


With every prat fall, sight gag, and bad pun, Lester inches a little closer to the one thing his father never attained: a reunion tour.




Ginger's performance skills include varied street performance, fire eating, juggling, chicken juggling, crowd interaction/crowd work, solo improvisation, group improvisation, theatre/improvisation/writing/team-building workshop instruction, mask work and stage combat. Ginger is a performer, writer, director...other ers and ors... who's done everything from Improvisation, to Shakespeare, to teaching theater in the Juvenile Justice System. 


Other skills include: Being really, really loud, saying things, interpreted dance/interpretive song, spit-takes, COMEDY!, flirting, and freckling.


Origin: As a young Ginger, Ginger was found wandering in the woods outside a nunnery.  The nuns had no idea where she came from but they took her in (kicking and screaming), cleaned her up (kicking and screaming), and introduced her to civilization (still kicking and screaming). They tried to no avail to make her stop yelling, playing tricks, flirting with men of the cloth and rolling around in the dirt. Eventually they tired of her antics and they did some kicking ("out!") and screaming ("don’t come back!") of their own.  After leaving the nunnery Ginger set out across the land to see what was next. She found the idiots. They let her stick around, let her flirt with men of the cloth, taught her to juggle and eat fire, appreciated her trickery, yellery, and crowd pump-up-ery and didn’t complain (much) about the dirt. 




Moop is a juggling, balancing and drumming extrodinaire (Kinda). He is also ridiculously good looking (Sorta), very smart, and holds several degrees from Ivy league schools (False).




LOOPS is well-versed in many styles of antics including comedic juggling, slapstick, and wisecracks. From bachelorette parties and bar mitzvahs, to weddings and funerals, Loops is ready to entertain your next event.


Ric Roc


Ric Roc is an Idiot (big I) with over 30 years of professional experience. Before that he was only an amatuer idiot (small i).  Stupidly, he is one of the only people around who breaths fire while juggling.  Stupid.


As a variety performer, utilizing skills of Magic, Juggling, Physical Comedy, Stilt walking and Improvisation he presents his shows: the Stupid Show, the Dumb Show and the Faux Show, which have kept people coming back  for years.


Ric Carver is Co-Owner and Artistic Director for Delirio del'Arte.  As well as working with the Idiots, he teaches Mime and Acting at Oakland University, workshops for schools and corporate organizations and is on the Production Staff of the Michigan Renaissance Festival


Di O Gee


   Bringing his unique skill of fist swallowing, he delighted hundreds as a member of "One Step Futher".  Then peer pressure turned him to juggling, which lead to more  dangerous things like knives and torches. So now he does more impressive stuff.   

     He is also a true renaissance man, who is capable of acts of painting, acting, dancing, puppeteering, sculpting, scowling, playing instruments (guitar, the horn, percussion, others) eating pickels, active sleeping, song writing, mockery, singing, playwriting and stupid trickery of various kinds.    




Tini's skills involve fire eating, fire breathing, fire manipulation, poi spinning, fire stave, some fire fan work, acro, juggling, many dance types, improve, crowd interaction,being really really loud.


Tini is going into her third year with the idiots and hopes for many more or whatever.



Olago (Holly Grove ) creates performances and conceptual artworks. By referencing romanticism, grand-guignolesque black humour and symbolism, Olago often creates several practically identical works, upon which thoughts that have apparently just been developed are manifested: notes are made and then crossed out again, ‘mistakes’ are repeated.

His performances are on the one hand touchingly beautiful, on the other hand painfully attractive. Again and again, the artist leaves us orphaned with a mix of conflicting feelings and thoughts. By parodying and exaggerating certain formal aspects inherent to our contemporary society, he creates work through labour-intensive processes which can be seen explicitly as a personal exorcism ritual. They are inspired by a quarter century tradition of works, in which an ideal of ‘Fulfilled Absence’ was seen as the pinnacle.

His works are saturated with obviousness, mental inertia, clichés and bad jokes. They question the coerciveness that is derived from the more profound meaning and the superficial aesthetic appearance of an image. By manipulating the viewer to create confusion, he makes works that can be seen as living-portraits. Sometimes they appear idiosyncratic and quirky, at other times, they seem as a typical by-products of idiocracy.

His works are often classified as part of the new romantic movement because of the desire for the local in the unfolding globalized world. However, this reference is not intentional, as this kind of art is part of the collective memory. Olago currently lives and works in Hunker Hauser.




Bunsen is a flaming idiot of sorts, he juggles the things, walks on stilts, and spits the fire. Being no stranger to the stage, or various festivals he has done everything from making people laugh to scaring them at Theatre Bizarre and Erebus Haunted attraction. 


Always looking to gain more expierence he has thoroughly enjoyed the new tricks he has learned through Delirio. He looks forward to showing you these tricks at your next event.




Chip The Idiot



Chip is a fun loving idiot who loves to juggle, if he is not trying to do that he is on his stilts or eating some fire. Besides making people laugh, chip also loves scaring people at erebus. Chip has a passion for performing on or off stage.





Un-aguably the sexiest man in Hollygrove.


Lem was born into royalty, then banished by his family when he was 17. Without a coin in his pocket, he was forced to steal money, food and clothing just to stay alive. Forced to live his life of criminality after royalty, Lem learned the art of pickpocketing, slight of hand and escapeism. After running from the crown for escaping jail, he found refuge at Delirio del'Arte where he could hide and use his skills he learned over the years to make a few coins to eat and have a place to rest his head.


If you come to see Lem at Hunker Hauser and you can't seem to find him...he's probably hiding from  the authorities.  

﻿﻿Delirio del'Arte


Embrace your Idiot

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